Luyện nghe bài hát Ol Dirty's Back

Sup? go
(Yo Snoop Dogg, yo Dre, yo Too
and the motherfucking Click)
Nuff respect to the West
(Duh, duh, duh)

Yo, Ol' Dirty coming through
Know what I'm I got the East coast
Locked the fuck down, hear my shit,
(Dirty, Dirty, Dirty, Brooklyn)

Shit is real in the field
I niggaz blood get spilled over five dollar bills
And major drug on the real
See a nigga get meals and his bitch get him

In this American dream to get cream
ownin' a Beem and your face in magazines
12 O'Clock in the game
the Pain to smokin' Method, main

It's not all the fame, silly ass dames
Get a gold and you change
And for the sellin' cocaine
too blame

Black lives ain't the same
And the Tale in my Hood
Niggaz is up to no
You better watch em in hoods

I always thought livin' life was
Go to school, get a job, yo it be me
So instead, I my bed
My momma got fed, and now a nigga livin' a dread

My best fuckin' friend, him since ten
Nigga feed me cream, let me whip the
Houses all over Texas, lightning gold
He had enough to dress this

Expensive Tim suits, girl wearin' fly boots
Put me on like
Every morning that I
Ten G's in my face, combination to the safe

Son run the state, coke by the weight
Nigga put pounds in the weed
And ran by Ol' Dirty
12 o'clock, my little brother, he it dirty, dirty

Fuck all that motherfucking drug shit
I wanna see motherfucking lyrics
I wanna hear some motherfucking
up nigga, what?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
I got you

I'll rip mics on site you know the
New Jack, this is my City like Wesley
Go fly a or somethin', make some muffins
I up bad in the town like Charles Bronson

Now set your speaker and do you for that reason
12 is no joke I bring through the seasons
Solomon, contend, many more but just
That Joker act you can save for Jack

One two and three, your rap fatigue
In the MC world, is a league
What you speak, you swear unique
It's a peek, physique, of an old antique

Don't expect a project, it's bound to freeze
Your whole head is stuck and
Next Siamese, I never liked
incomplete, then again obsolete

I shall repeat, there's an Street
For niggaz who earned, learn your sojourn
Then you return, as an intelligent, positive,
Not an experiment negative

With a tittling gloss of skin
Nothing like spring sauce, of the origin
Who would score, the of war
Came in best man was a god damn

No jungle-like living, from the Blue Lagoon
It's not an House, National loon Lampoon
If you the what, when, why, how
Are you who exempt or to disallow

A fresh MC, will knock you down?
I gets dizzy spellbound a merry-go-round
While I'm freaking, I expose
You take a subject, and then you